DEMOCRATS: Stumped Stumper

Last
week a big, taffy-colored boy stood before a microphone on the stage of
the auditorium of Jersey City's Henry Snyder High School. He grinned
shyly, shuffled his feet, looked uneasily into some 3,000 beaming black
and tan faces, listened to the applause of some 6,000 black and tan
hands. When the applause subsided into a confused silence, he filled
his great chest with air, pursed his huge lips, leaned toward the
microphone, said nothing. Again he breathed deeply. Then he said tentatively:
"I wish I could talk as loud as...